Chapter 933: Saint's Corpse!

This sudden scene made Ye Chen step by step.
He fixed his eyes on the corpse that had previously attacked him: "Is the saint's corpse?"
At the moment, the other person's magnificent masterpiece, like the same deity, exudes extreme coercion, it seems that he wants to surrender all things.
If the Supreme Master of Thunderbolt Taoism is present, he will certainly be killed on the spot by such terrible coercion.
"Ye was not afraid before you were born, let alone a little so-called Yuwei after death!"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and then there was a faint surging motion on his body, and the skin and bones became crystal clear at that moment, like a holy body.
Then he carried the coercion emanating from the corpse, strode forward, and looked up at the altar slightly.
Above the nearly 100-foot altar, the dead bodies of the eight saints were hooked by a black iron chain, mostly penetrated by the iron chain at the pelvis.
In addition to the iron chain that runs through their pelvic bones and the eight dead corpses, there are eight iron chains that connect to the center of the altar.
There is exactly the center of the gossip array, which has a ring-shaped black and white yin and yang fish that is still about ten feet long, while the iron chain is deep in the yin and yang fish.
The strong anger and resentment came from the depths of the pit, and there was even a faint sound of dragons.
"Catch ..."
When Ye Chen stepped out, it seemed that the sole of the foot had stepped on some organ, and the entire altar began to tremble violently.
"Boom ..."
With a trembling and shaking, the ring-shaped black and white yin and yang fish in the center of the altar was opened.
next moment!
A very strong atmosphere rose into the sky, accompanied by a huge black shadow of nearly twenty feet.
With a closer look, it was a huge dragon, but at this moment the dragon was full of blood, and the eight iron cords penetrated its body extremely cruelly, and one of them was directly nailed to its seven inches.
At this moment, the Canglong is dying, his body is illusory, and his body is dried out of shape. Obviously, too much dragon blood has been drawn.
"It's a dragon !!!"
Night Demon was a little surprised: "Master, it turns out to be a dragon!"
"Not a dragon!"
Ye Chen shook her head slightly, frowning, "It's the dragon vein. I never thought it would suppress the dragon vein!"
The reason why he must be a dragon is that although Canglong has blood on his body, he has no trace of blood, and then he looks at its shape and imagination, not like an entity.
He looked again at the eight wires that connected the eight dead bodies and the iron cord that connected the body of the dragon.
"What a good thing!"
After blinking for a few times, Ye Chen sneered: "The dragon veins have been drawn out to suppress here, and then set up the reincarnation circle, and want to change the life against the sky, resurrect life!"
He took a step forward, and pointed at the blue dragon's eyebrow, and suddenly appeared two ancient fonts!
Maoshan!
When Ye Chen saw this, his face suddenly became a little stunned: "Maoshan, this dragon vein turned out to be the dragon vein of Maoshan !!!"
"No wonder Maoshan's incense is not flourishing now, there is no great power, and even loneliness gradually!"
Ye Chen smiled coldly: "Now it seems that after the Maoshan dragon veins were extracted, Maoshan lost luck!"
"Oh!"
The Night Devil pouted and laughed: "This group of people are so cruel, in order to resurrect themselves, they went to the secular world to forcibly draw a dragon pulse!"
In the eyes of ordinary people, dragon veins may only be regarded as nonsense, but in history, emperors of all ages paid great attention to dragon veins.
Because the dragon veins are related to a country's luck, one side of Fengshui can support one people, while the other dragon veins can support one country's luck.
During the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Tang Gaozu Li Yuan asked Emperor Yuan Tianzhang to look for dragon veins after claiming the emperor. However, all dragon veins that can have different surnames were cut off in order to prevent rivers and mountains being stolen by outsiders.
In the realm of cultivation, no matter whether it is Zongmen, doubt is any force, and when the site of Zongmen is selected, it will be given priority in the land of dragon veins.
What's more, they will perform great magical powers and draw the dragon's veins together to benefit one's life.
And at this moment, suddenly there was a sound of iron chain impact, and eight dry corpses sitting above the eight hexagram positions in the gossip array suddenly moved.
The internal life of the eight dry corpses circulates, as if there is life, even the dried flesh has a little shiny luster.
At the next moment, Ba Gu opened his eyes strangely and strangely. His eyes were originally empty, but at the next moment, there were a lot of murderous imagination.
"Into ... intruder, die !!!"
A roar resounding like the ghost's roar rang, and the eight iron chains linked by eight dead corpses and the dragon were slammed, and then they were uniformly killed towards Ye Chenzhen.
"Even if you waited alive, Yemou didn't have any fear, now it's just eight remaining spiritualities!"
"What can I do ?!"
Ye Chen flashed a cold light in his eyes, took a step, pressed his right hand into the void, and the magnificent real yuan broke out instantly.
Under one palm.
"boom……"
There was a violent force surging in the void, and the eight iron chains burst into pieces, and the eight dry corpses were all stunned by Zhenfei, and the iron chains clanged.
Then I saw that the iron chains of the eight dried corpses collapsed together, so that they restored their freedom, one by one, they went straight to Ye Chen like the recovery of a ferocious beast.
"town!"
Ye Chen held the Emperor's pen in his hand, and the void became a town.
Eight dead corpses knelt on the ground, their killing powers disappeared, their heads sagged heavily, and the dried flesh on the body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a short time, only eight skeletons remained, and eventually scattered all over.
"These people must have been saints in Kunlun Ruo before they died!"
Ye Chending looked at a pile of bones on the ground, and thought to himself: "It's just that he died, and he used the great magical power to draw Maoshan dragon veins before he died!"
"What exactly was a world disaster five hundred years ago?"
"Even eight saints are dead!"
After a long while, he turned to look at the huge dragon that was lying on the ground, just as he wanted to move forward.
An old voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "Dao friends, you must not let go of this dragon vein!"
"you again!"
Ye Chen's eyes were cold: "Ye, when you do something, when can you get your hands around?"
Waiting for the voice to open, a figure suddenly fell in the square, it was a witch weather.
"Feng Zhu, there is something serious over Buddha's door!"
The other person walked towards Ye Chen with a calm face, and whispered, "The master of the corpse cult died while one of the masters of Prajna Zen died, and one person broke into the Buddhist gate.
"Isn't this person severely injured by you and others? Now what is going to the Buddhist gate?" Ye Chen frowned secretly.
"Unclear!"
Wu Tianhou shook his head and said, "But this man is extremely crazy, he controls a drought, and kills many Buddhist disciples, it seems that he is looking for something!"
"After knowing that I beheaded and killed many Supreme Masters, not only did he not find a place to hide, but he appeared in such a high profile. What he was looking for was extraordinary!"
Ye Chen immediately became interested. After raising his hand to arrange the next array, he led Wu Tian out of the secret palace of Daomen and headed for Buddhism.
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(Ps: Chapter 3, I wanted to update two more chapters, but time is not enough, it's eleven o'clock.)